So, in an attempt to be more consistent, i have taken, yetAnotherResolution - to counter this anti-resolutionist flirt within me. Yes, for all those who saw the irony, this would indeed mean long term committed relationship's with each of my resolutions, but, ah well - it was time for a change anyway.
Summed up, this is exactly why I am updating this blog, at this very instant of time, though I am as short of clues as the skirts dawned by Nisha Kothari, on what I am going to be penning down here. Out of the back of my head, all I can think of is:
a) Yes!! Yes!! Yes!!! Finally, 1000 kms on my bike means I finally get to take it above the - oh so slow n torturous - 50 km/hr. (The manual said something about proper mating of engine parts require me to keep speed below 50 km/hr for the first 1000kms). And the natural thought process was, well, since I havent had much luck in the mating department for GOD knows how long, atleast let my bike enjoy the pleasure.
b) Its been over a week since I wrote point number (a). So doesnt look like I ll be making any drastic life moulding changes anytime soon
c) Ah yes!!! There has been the break-up. Not the best of phases in one's lives to be in. But I guess, in modern times tis has become pretty much standard protocol.
Its funny what effects different situations in life can have on different ppl. Some people go into depression. Takin crazy decisions like ... dats it... no more gals/guys in my life. Wont ever get married.
Some, well, its routine for some. Ah!!! Dat jus means getting to sample yetAnotherGuy/gal. Bringin bk the initial euphoria of a romance just blossoming.
For me, well, like every other human being out there I like imagining that I am unique. That kind of explains to me why I am continously jumping from crest-to-trough-to-crest of some erratic sine wave, where sittin atop the crest has a loud speaker blurt into me ears.. "Yes, it was inevitable... Don tell me u din kno as u started of" and sitting down in the trough goes somethin like... "21st century man... When will things stop queing up into this inevitability wala lane??"
Break ups do teach you a lot of things I must admit. (I am not an expert in this field, so feel free to correct me if one feels these are not generalizations)
a) It reveals to you a side of you, you never knew existed. Window-2/4 of the JoHari window I believe. As you analyse the thoughts in your head, you hear a lot of "WHAT". Dat doesnt sound like the me I know.
b) You learn that gals are much better at advice than guys. Rarely, I think one will find responses such as :
- you know, a friend of a friend knows a call-girl
- get another gal, nowadays u can easily get laid
- hmmmmm... Dat reminds me...who do you think will win the coming Indo-Pak test series.
can be clubbed into remotely the same category as endearing/ empathizin/ useful. Yes, feel free to use the above comments in any court of law to de-justify the usage, "He meant well and that's wat counts".
c) Does breaking up due to circumstances mean that one cannot stay good friends? Especially if one know's that they have spent some pretty good times together.
I cud go with a (d), an (e), definitely an (f) and probably put in a (g) or (h), but the thought of the sound of "thuds" on the table from people concurrently falling asleep in different corners of the world raising yetAnotherTsunami, is somewhat concerning. After all... why break apart some lovely couples i know who are having a great time togehter. After all Que-Serai-Serai.
P.S.: Yes, I have been very very vague. You were not meant to understand wat was just written... :)
